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Friday, 22 June 2012

Wonder Bread and Pepsi, and Other Bad Habits

Posted on 11:16 by Unknown
Many people were appalled (well, nauseated) by my previous post describing San Geraldo's love for a late-night snack of bread and milk. The idea — and appearance — is disgusting to me, too. However, San Geraldo indignantly explained this morning that I missed the entire point.

According to San Geraldo: First, you tear up the bread and dump it in a cereal bowl. Then you sprinkle the bread very generously with granulated white sugar. Then, you pour milk over it. The sugar, according to San Geraldo, is the most important ingredient and I didn't mention it. I suppose he's right. For most of us, it's the only ingredient that tastes good.


But San Geraldo has another favorite from his childhood that's even worse. He started enjoying it when returning home from the orthodontist after having his braces tightened.

Wonder Bread and Pepsi.

For my international friends who might not be familiar with Wonder Bread, it was one of the early heavily processed white breads (1921) to be packaged in the United States. Around 1930, the makers started packaging it already sliced. Unheard of at the time. As the ads said, it had "red, yellow, and blue balloons printed on the package." It also supposedly helped "build strong bodies 12 ways" because they began to "fortify" it with 12 vitamins and minerals. (My opinion: It never really tasted like bread, but it was great for wadding up into clay-like action figures.)

Worse than the combination of bread and cola, Jerry enjoyed this concoction from a Tupperware drinking 'glass.'

I'm sorry, but I don't think anything should be drunk from Tupperware. I tried drinking from a Tupperware glass the first time I visited his parents and it just didn't taste right. Even water tasted sour. Also, I'm not a dunker. Seeing semi-solid masses of somethings floating in my beverage... blech!

THE COBBLES ARE BACK IN PLACE.
I HOPE THAT MEANS NO MORE BREAD AND MILK FOR A WHILE.

San Geraldo has a relative who loves Colorado Bulldogs. Milk, Pepsi (or Coke), Kahlua, and vodka. I've never seen her drink one from Tupperware. But I wouldn't be surprised.

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